In just a few breaths, the sky was completely soaked in blood-red, dense and oppressive dark clouds like a giant congealed blood clump slowly spreading, with intense scarlet color dripping down...
The originally cheerful and tranquil Hoddam Academy fell into a dark and gloomy atmosphere.
The noise and clamor within the academy seemed to suddenly disappear in an instant; everyone in the academy stopped moving and involuntarily looked up at the sky.
Under the reflection of the crimson blood color, each small and fragile face was filled with astonishment, confusion... and growing fear of the impending unknown disaster.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
In just a few seconds, the vast crimson blood clouds rapidly churned and quickly condensed into an immensely large blood sphere, replacing the Arrogant Sun, seemingly becoming a new Blood Sun.
An icy, hoarse, and aged voice sounded like a cold wind from a sinister castle, and as it echoed, the blood-colored "Arrogant Sun" in the sky explosively burst into a circular ring of surging blood waves!
The Rune Formation covering Hoddam Academy shattered in an instant, the white core of the Array extinguished, followed by massive surges of blood cascading down....
The entire academy instantly plunged into tremendous chaos.
Countless people yelled and ran; within the tutor area, figures like "Little Suns" of wizards shot up into the sky, bursting with various colors of intense light.
From the scarlet blood clouds, giant blood-colored hands hung down, with figures in Black Robes emerging from behind the clouds....
Ronan stood in front of a beautiful little house with a blue roof, suddenly saw the roof break open, and a girl in a black Wizard Long Dress was yanked out and hastily flew into the sky.
The girl looked panicked and helpless, one hand holding onto her Wizard Hat, and the other holding a thick Spellbook.
Her short hair, reaching her ears, was blown messy by the wind, and her delicate crystal glasses slid from the bridge of her nose...
Before leaving, she glanced at Ronan, her mouth opened as if she wanted to say something, but she disappeared in an instant.
Until the girl was completely gone, Ronan had yet to fully recover from the abrupt drastic changes.
He found himself amidst the escalating chaos, smelling the increasingly pervasive scent of charred Spells in the air, feeling that everything around him seemed very distant.
At this moment, his mind could only repeatedly churn with one thought—
How did his home suddenly disappear just after he had just been promoted to an Official Wizard??
Lola stood in a huge room made of countless brown-black vines, staring at the only small window that let sunlight in, expressionless.
"How long do you plan to keep me here?"
"That depends on you, Lola."
Another woman’s voice sounded within the room, sounding more mature than Lola, magnetic like the rustling of wind-swept vine leaves.
"What did I do wrong?"
Lola’s expression suddenly twisted, large white palm-sized face showing green runes faintly, "Is avenging my dead husband also a mistake?"
She yelled in a direction, "Don’t you believe me either?!"
The voice calmly stated, "The failure of that spell experiment originally linked your soul unexpectedly with Fa Ao’s.
It’s normal for you to have some premonitions about his death that others can’t understand."
"Then let me out now! Let me personally kill that deceitful wretch pretending to be innocent!"
"Stop all this, Lola!"
The woman’s voice suppressed Lola’s hysterics, her tone weary with a hint of tired resignation, "This accident has already caused too much trouble.
Your playful union with Fa Ao... There was never any real emotion between you two, nor could it be considered a true marriage.
What you had for him was just a deformed sense of control and possessiveness born from an erroneous bond, have you forgotten how at the very beginning, he was the person you hated most in the entire academy? You even felt disgusted and sick just sharing the same air with him...
Over the years because of you, many innocents have died, and the discontent with you in the academy has grown loud, even I, as the principal, cannot completely ignore this.
Whether for you or for everyone... it’s for the best."
Hearing the woman’s comforting voice, Lola suddenly realized something, "You want everything to end here, this is what you want to see, right?
You knew who the true master of the Corpse Garden was all along! You deliberately arranged for Fa Ao to lead the team there! You tampered with him...
You knew Fa Ao would die, no matter whose hands he died in..."
The more Lola spoke, the more agitated she became, her voice eventually rising into a loud interrogation: "Answer me, is it or isn’t it?!"
The rustling of wind-swept vine leaves stopped for a while, and after a moment, the woman’s voice resounded again, with much less emotional fluctuation, becoming calm and indifferent.
"It appears that, even with Fa Ao’s death, the link between you and him completely severed, the marks left on you still need some time to dissipate..."
Lola yelled, interrupting the woman’s words, her body releasing incredibly powerful fluctuations of spiritual power, the densely packed green runes on her face fully lighting up, her seaweed-like long hair dancing, her entire figure gradually levitating in the air.